Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Turn left, be careful, there is a magic mechanism here..."

In the dark night, Ronald, wearing an invisibility cloak, walked carefully in Malfoy Manor under the guidance of Voldemort.

In the huge villa full of aristocratic decoration, the closer you get to the treasure house, the more precious and special things Ronald sees.

And with Voldemort's "radar device" and the cover of the invisibility cloak.

Although there are some busy house elves in Malfoy Manor at night, working hard here, either preparing meals for the next day, or sorting out and cleaning up the messy scene after the banquet.

But until Ronald was standing in front of the Malfoy family's treasure trove.

No one noticed his existence.

"Wait, I'll handle it..."

Facing the complicated alchemical door lock, Ronald didn't need to speak. Now the "Guardian Spirit" Voldemort had quietly released a burst of magic power.

The power of obscure black magic penetrated the door lock.

Just a few breaths.

With a "click" sound, the treasure house door in front of Ronald suddenly opened a gap, and the latter ducked into it almost without any hesitation.

Don't forget to close the door.

"Where is the thing you want? Why does it sound so important to you? Is there anything else that can attract your attention, the Dark Lord?"

Ronald asked quietly, but this question made Voldemort silent for a long time.

He let out a rare sigh.

"That's my Horcrux, a diary I used when I was young..."

As Ronald, whom he valued and who had already done a lot of things for him, Voldemort showed good patience. After speaking, he even did not forget to explain the function of the Horcrux to him.

Ronald couldn't help but take a breath when he heard that the existence of Horcruxes could actually make Lord Voldemort's soul immortal and that he could continue to resurrect even if he was destroyed.

Obviously, Dumbledore has not thought of this kind of secret information, let alone Ronald.

Ronald's face was full of shock and curiosity.

Under the guidance of the other party, he walked through the rows of shelves and walked in the direction of the diary mentioned in the other party's mouth. At the same time, he seemed to suddenly think of something.

"So since you are immortal, why are you hiding so cautiously in Hogwarts? Since you are immortal, Professor Romon shouldn't be able to do anything to you, right?

Romon?

Hearing this annoying name, Voldemort's shadow attached to Ronald and existed behind him in the form of a shadow couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly.

There is no doubt that Wei Qi is powerful.

Otherwise, the first thing is the Avada Kedavra, the ancient protection spell that Harry Potter had more than ten years ago, which requires many factors such as blood and love to be activated, to rebound.

In addition, some time ago, Snape, a young man, sent his master another shot, Avada Kedavra.

Voldemort was already cold.

Where would everything be like today.

However, even so, when Ronald mentioned the name of Silver Demon Lord Romon, Voldemort was still silent for a short time.

Although Romon has been aware of his existence all along, and the other party has not even interfered with any of his actions, just like Professor Quirrell who searched for the magic stone all over the castle.

And he had never shown the existence of a Horcrux in front of Romon.

However, an unprecedentedly strong intuition told him.

Romon knows everything about him, not to mention the Horcruxes. Even now that he is still alive and in the body of Ronald, a little wizard, Romon must know everything!

After sighing, Fudichuang suddenly spoke.

"This is it!"

Hearing this, Ronald, who was under the invisibility cloak, paused and looked around. Finally, his eyes were placed on a wooden box aside. After receiving Voldemort's signal and confirming that there was no trap.

Ronald stepped forward and opened it.

Suddenly, a diary with a bright red cover appeared in front of him.

After Voldemort saw the diary, he let out a cold chuckle. Then, without giving Ronald a chance to pick it up, ten strands of black magic calendar swept across it in an instant.

Take it away.

"I can't show you this kind of thing yet, but when the new semester starts, you will get a huge treasure. Consider it a gift from me. I'm sure you will like it."

Although Ronald was a little dissatisfied with this, he didn't say anything more after hearing that Voldemort had prepared a surprise for him.

Although he is still young, he has gradually become familiar with the way of getting along with Voldemort.

The other party will never hide things that can bring him great strength, thereby gaining more Demon King Points and getting more promotion opportunities.

After all, Ronald also knew the brand-new spells that Voldemort had given him.

They must have already learned it, or even become proficient in it.

His little Slytherin will not have the slightest impact on Voldemort today, and both parties have very clear goals, which makes their relationship gradually become much easier.

Rejecting Voldemort's offer to select some items from the treasury to take away, Ronald quietly withdrew from the Malfoy family's treasury once again.

He returned to his room without anyone noticing.

At the same time, Narcissa Malfoy and Lucius were in the couple's bedroom.

"Dear, something is wrong with Draco recently. I can see that he is very dissatisfied with himself... I think we put too much pressure on him."

After hesitating for a long time, Narcissa still couldn't hold back and gently shook Lucius awake who was about to fall asleep.

He didn't pay attention to the alcohol smell on the other party that couldn't be washed away.

expressed his concerns.

And when he heard that it was about his most satisfied son Draco, Lucius's head, which was still a little groggy, became a little clearer.

Narcissa bit her red lips.

"Dear, can you tell Romon that we will pay for him to buy a bottle of that top-notch potion? Since he can give that potion as a reward to a girl from a Muggle family, our Della Ke, why not?"

However, when these words were spoken, even Narcissa could hear the absurdity in them.

Who is Romon?

One person brought down the entire British wizarding world, making Dumbledore, the former British wizarding world, a wanted criminal.

He is now the de facto controller of the British wizarding world.

How could Lucius, such a person, make such a request?

Lucius almost didn't even think about it. He shook his head hurriedly like a rattle. In his mind, he, the proud son of heaven, became the full-time shoe shiner of this guy Romon.

I still can't forget it.

However, after Lucius pondered for a while, he immediately seemed to think of something and hesitated.

"You said, since Draco now has the ability to speak Parseltongue, why don't we think of ways to work on his familiar?"

Lucius's eyes flickered. Recently, due to the emergence of Romon, the Silver Demon King, and Dumbledore being wanted.

Originally, the Ministry of Magic had planned to conduct a large-scale search on Death Eater families like the Malfoy family, who were once supporters of Voldemort.

But now it's all gone, and the thing that originally worried him now seems like there's no need to throw it away or get rid of it in a hurry.

Lucius leaned into his wife Narcissa's ear and whispered one of his hidden trump cards.

When she heard that there was such a treasure involving Voldemort hidden in her family, Narcissa's first reaction was undoubtedly one of horror.

However, when she later heard that her husband actually said that the diary could allow people to open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts prepared by the founder of Slytherin College.

Narcissa's eyes couldn't help but light up.

However, early the next morning.

Just as Ronald and Draco were dining in the restaurant of Malfoy Manor, a voice full of rage made both of them tremble.

"who is it?!!!"

Lucius's angry roar reached the ears of the two of them.

Ronald was shocked, but fortunately Voldemort, who was hidden inside him, confidently comforted him and would not be discovered, so he relaxed a little.

And at the next moment, the two of them saw an angry Lucius, followed by Narcissa, who also had an extremely ugly face, walking out of the corner.

"Mr. Ronald, I want to know, did you take a casual walk in the manor after rest last night?"

Draco was also stunned when he heard his father's cold words.

"What happened? Father."

Lucius shook his head and said nothing. A pair of eyes full of viciousness and murderous intent were coldly scanning Ronald's body, as if he was looking for something.

Upon hearing the other party's question, Ronald immediately looked blank.

"Um, Uncle Malfoy, I was drunk by Uncle Vincent last night. I fell asleep directly last night. Draco should have sent me there, right? The house elf also woke me up this morning. of...."

Draco on the side nodded in agreement.

At this time, a house elf suddenly appeared beside Lucius with a swipe.

"Master, I have checked everything and there is no trace of what you mentioned."

"waste!!!"

A "bang" kick, as ruthless as a shot, suddenly kicked the house elf in front of him away. Lucius was almost so angry that his face was distorted.

Reluctantly, he took out his wand and pointed it at Ronald.

"Mr. Ronald, I'm sorry, our Malfoy family has lost something very important. I need to search it, but please rest assured that if there is any misunderstanding, we are willing to apologize and compensate you later."

Hearing this, Ronald didn't say anything. He opened his arms calmly under Draco's somewhat ashamed gaze.

The magic power swept over Ronald's body and found that there was nothing strange, and the house elf did not find anything from the other person's residence.

Lucius' already ugly face showed a hint of panic.

"Damn it! Who else knows about that thing?!"

Cursing in a low voice, he began to think about the people who attended the banquet at their house last night, but he excluded them one by one.

Lucius still couldn't figure out who had taken away Voldemort's diary.

Noticing the gaze of his son Draco on the side, Lucius came back to his senses and briefly

After being embarrassed, an apologetic smile appeared on his face.

Patted Ronald on the shoulder.

"...I'm sorry, little Ronald. All this is because I was too anxious just now. It seems that I did misunderstand you. Uncle apologizes..."

Seeing Lucius's sincere look, Ronald looked complicated. After glancing at Draco, who looked at him sincerely, he nodded and said nothing.

Narcissa was asked to accompany the two of them to have breakfast, but Lucius himself had no appetite at all, and summoned all the house elves with a gloomy look.

Looking at these house elves in rags in front of him, a look of disgust flashed in Lucius's eyes.

"Who entered the treasure house last night, or was responsible for the work near the treasure house?"

After hearing this, all the house elves immediately focused their attention on one of them, who turned out to be Dobby from the original book.

"Master, it's Dobby. Dobby is responsible for cleaning the corridor and studio outside the treasure house..."

"Then have you seen any suspicious people moving around or entering the treasure house?"

Dobby shook his head just now, and the next moment.

"boom!"

With a heavy kick, Lucius kicked the opponent away again amid the screams of the opponent.

"Waste! What's the use of you damn waste?!"

Seeing Lucius waving his wand crazily and casting spells to torture his companion, the house elves around him huddled together.

I didn't dare to say a word of pleading at all.

It wasn't until finally Lucius was tired of fighting that he reluctantly let the opponent go.

"No rest allowed. If you have any work to do next, you'd better finish it seriously!"

Dobby was trembling, with tears streaming down his face. Even though he was beaten all over, he still stood up with difficulty after receiving the order, looking obedient.

night.

"No, it's not Vincent and the others. They wouldn't be interested in that kind of thing. There's no Parselmouth in their family. What's more, that thing belongs to the mysterious man and it can't be them."

"But who could it be? Either someone with bad intentions for Hogwarts, or a Parseltongue!

At this moment, Lucius and his wife in the bedroom were anxiously talking about the possible whereabouts of Voldemort's diary, which they had no idea about.

Dobby, who was bruised and bruised, was cleaning a vase outside the door. At this moment, he clearly heard the conversation between the two (Nohao).

"Parseltongue? Besides Master Malfoy, that would be... Harry Potter!"

Dobby's eyes suddenly became extremely serious.

This savior was the one who shattered the existence of the Dark Lord Voldemort that enveloped the entire British wizarding world. He seemed to be a figure that all house elves worshiped together.

Hearing about the stolen items at this moment may actually cause danger to Harry Potter and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Dobby couldn't help but make a terrible decision...

And at the same time.

There was a knock on the door at No. 51, rue Montmorency, Paris, France.

Dumbledore, who was casting a confusion spell, walked into it with the elder of the goblin clan.

This place has been blessed by the space expansion spell. Even though the door is a bit small, when you really walk inside, you will suddenly feel enlightened.

"Albus, you should at least tell me in advance that you are coming. I am not prepared at all. Oh, and there is also a gentleman from the goblin clan..."

However, when Brati looked at the person in front of him, his eyes widened instantly.

"Walt?! You, you are Nick Flamel?!"

"Ah, haha, this goblin gentleman actually knows me. I don't have many portraits. It seems that Albus has brought a goblin man with a high status.

Nick Flamel, who had white hair and was as thin as if he was about to be blown down, smiled and said, the sound of breathing was particularly obvious in his voice.

However, even so, facing the greatest alchemist in history, even Brati, who is the great elder of the fairy clan, has to treat him with respect.

Reach out to shake the other person's hand.

However, Nick Flame seemed to have thought of something.

"No, no, no, forget about shaking hands. After shaking hands with a Muggle, I will never do it again..."

Nicoléme seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Dumbledore, who looked visibly haggard, and sighed.

"Destiny is really a magical thing. Who would have thought that the son of that gentleman could actually..."